Numbers

I really don't like numbers. Actually, it is much deeper than that, but I try not to use the word 'hate'. I guess when I was little I enjoyed them ~ holding up fingers to represent my age, learning to count, and buying penny candy. As we age, and subsequently run out of fingers (and then hands) for counting, numbers are not near as much fun. Now my hands show my age by the wrinkles and spots. We even stop getting candles on our cakes and there are all kinds of jokes about that.
We stop counting ~ because the small change and dollar bills are not as exciting as they once were. In fact, 'small change' now carries a negative connotation, and counting our pennies means we can't afford the  extra things or even sometimes the necessities.
I will admit that the numbers themselves aren't really that bad. I just saw a video about the 'father of accounting', Luca Pacioli. He saw beauty in the numbers, he saw, and showed the connection between art, science and mathematics. So inspired was he, that he collaborated with Leonardo DaVinci to create the book "Of Divine Proportion."

 He was a very impressive man and learning about him did make me appreciate the history of accounting and the importance of A=L+E. I will try to keep it in mind when I struggle with my homework and stress out over exams. Going forward, as I look at financial reports and my eyes start to glaze over I will try to see something beautiful or amazing about those numbers (maybe some ALE will help). I know I will definitely appreciate the person who pulled all those numbers together to create the reports. I know some people love numbers - we need those people.
Me, I prefer words ~ novels, crossword puzzles and 'Words With Friends'. I would much rather read or write than do math of any kind on any day. That is my excuse for writing this blog when I should be doing my accounting homework.
As for The Principles of Accounting 101 - I question daily if I will be able to do it, and hourly if I even want to. What will the outcome be? What is my "big" picture? I try focusing on the small accomplishments ~  like perfect attendance, in spite of my pain and fatigue and my 4.0, even when I feel like I'm failing.  I lowered my own expectations of myself for this quarter, and I am exceeding them - but I still feel so defeated. I guess it is because of the numbers.
 I admire the number lovers ~ but I will never be one.